The morning started earlier than usual. I walked into my office. Hayden had reassured me that I’d do fine, that I just needed time to adjust, but time wasn’t something I had the luxury of wasting. The company was in a fragile state, and I needed to prove—both to myself and everyone else—that I was more than just my father’s daughter.
If I won’t be able to show my worth, then everyone would turn against me. So I have one goal in my mind right now, and that is to gain everybody’s respect.As I settled behind my desk, flipping through documents, my door swung open. I sighed, already anticipating an interruption.“What is it?” I asked, not looking up.“You seem stressed,” a familiar deep voice greeted, laced with amusement.I tilted my head up to see Dominic standing there. He was dressed impeccably as always, a dark suit fitted to perfection, his piercing gaze locked on me as if I were some puzzle he was determined to solve.“WhatAfter weeks of endless meetings, Hayden and I decided it was time to take a break. A real one. And I for one believe that we deserve this!The resort we chose was nestled on a secluded island, surrounded by nothing but the endless blue ocean and swaying palm trees. It was a place meant for relaxation, far away from the bustling city and its unrelenting chaos. And for the first time in a while, I could finally breathe.Sigh. This is the life.Blake, of course, was beyond excited. He practically bounced in his seat on the flight over, barely able to contain his excitement. And to make the trip even better, we had invited Aiden and Asher to join us. The moment we arrived, we were greeted with refreshing drinks and a warm island breeze. The resort was breathtaking—white sandy beaches stretched endlessly, crystal-clear waters lapped gently at the shore, and the villas were perched perfectly to give us a full view of the horizon. It was exactly what we
The sun was dipping lower, casting golden hues over the clearing when Hayden finally found us. I was mid-sentence, trying to explain something to Blake when Lianna spoke again, her voice insistent.“Will you really not be joining us? I’m sure Cassian will be happy if Blake is there.” she said, smiling while looking at our sons playing. “It’s just close friends, and I’m quite sure that Dominic won’t show up. He always come with us but always skips the celebration.” Before I could respond, Hayden’s voice cut through the air. “What celebration?”I turned to see him walking toward us, his sharp gaze flickering between Lianna and me. His presence shifted the energy between us, making the atmosphere a little tenser. Lianna’s expression wavered briefly before she regained her composure.Hayden upon getting closer, chuckled, as his gaze flickered to Lianna, who stood a little straighter. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”Lianna’s expression remai
The morning sun cast golden streaks across the sky as I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the simple yet elegant dress I had chosen for the day. Blake could hardly contain himself, though he doesn’t show it on his face, but the way he kept looking outside suggests that he was beyond excited.And the fact that he wore his favorite button down shirt—surely he wanted to impress Cassian."Blake, come on, I’ll fix your hair for you Bud,” Hayden sighed, shaking his head with a smile. “No thank you, my hair is fine,””You can’t go to the party looking like you just wrestled a bear.”“I don’t want gel on my hair, it’s itchy,” Blake pouted, fidgeting as Hayden walked to him.I chuckled at their little exchange, kneeling in front of my son to smooth out his collar. "You look so handsome, sweetheart. Cassian will be happy to see you. But he’ll be more happy if you keep your hair clean.”Blake’s pout disappeared in an in
The day had been so long, I had to attend countless meetings and work on endless stack of paperwork that seemed to multiply no matter how quickly I worked through them. By the time I wrapped up at the office, the sky had begun setting.Stretching my arms, I glanced at my phone and saw a message from Hayden:Hayden: We’re picking up Blake from preschool. Are you heading home soon?I smiled at the thought of my little family, but instead of heading home immediately, an idea popped into my mind.Me: Not yet. Thinking of stopping by the mall for a bit. I want to pick up a few things—and maybe some presents for Blake.Hayden: Spoiling him again?Me: Obviously.Hayden: Just don’t buy out the whole store. See you later, love.Shaking my head at his teasing, I grabbed my bag and made my way toward the mall.It had been a while since I’d taken the time to shop for myself. Ever since I started getting more involv
I hadn’t planned on having dinner with Fiona. In fact, if someone had told me years ago that I’d be sitting across from her at a quiet restaurant, chatting as if we were old acquaintances rather than former rivals, I would have laughed in their face thinking that they were trying to say something that’s never gonna happen. But jokes on me, cause here we were.The soft hum of the restaurant’s background music filled the air as I watched Fiona carefully slice her steak. There was something so different about her now—gone was the fiery, impulsive woman who had once made it clear that she despised me. In her place was someone calm, composed, and strangely... warm?“You’re staring,” Fiona noted, not looking up from her plate. “Is there something on my face?”I blinked, realizing I had been lost in thought. “Sorry,” I said, giving her a sheepish smile. “It’s just... you’ve changed a lot.”She finally met my gaze, a small knowing smile playing
I adjusted the hem of my dress, exhaling as I glanced at myself in the mirror. Tonight was going to be a long night. The city’s governor was hosting a grand event, and almost every major family in the city had been invited. It wasn’t the type of gathering I looked forward to, but it was necessary. Networking, keeping up appearances, and maintaining the family’s influence were all part of this charade.Blake suddenly ran into the room, his tiny footsteps echoing against the marble floor. "Mama, I want to go with you!"I sighed, turning to face him. He was already dressed in a small tuxedo, his hair neatly combed. "Blake, there will be a lot of adults. It’s not really a place for kids.”"But I want to go!" he pouted, his big eyes pleading. "Please, Mama?""Blake—"“Uncle Hayden!" Blake called out suddenly, running towards the hallway.I groaned. He knew exactly how to get what he wanted. A few seconds later, Hayden entered the room with an amused smirk, arms cr
Hayden subtly moved closer to me as Blake nearly tugged his hand free from mine.Dominic’s lips twitched into a smirk as he kneeled to Blake’s level. "Blake. Looking sharp tonight.""You too!" Blake beamed. "I like your suit!"Dominic chuckled. "Good taste."The interaction sent a jolt of unease through me. Blake was comfortable around Dominic—too comfortable. And Dominic? His expression was unreadable, but I could tell he has a hidden agenda.Fiona, who had been quiet, suddenly spoke. "He’s an adorable child, Isabella."“Uh—Thank you," I said smoothly, keeping my emotions in check.I studied her face to see if she was pissed or anything from Blake calling Dominic “Papa” but I did not see anything trace of hate. If anything, she had a gentle smile plastered on her face. I shifted my eyes to Dominic and saw that his gaze lingered on me for a second too long before he stood back up. "Shall we all enjoy the evening?"Hayden placed his hand on my bac
My heart pounded as I stared at the sight before me.Fiona was in another man’s arms.They weren’t just standing close or talking intimately—they were embracing. His arms were wrapped securely around her, and her head rested against his chest. From the slight shake of her shoulders, I could tell she had been crying.I should have turned away immediately. Should have backed off before they noticed me. But I was frozen, caught between shock and disbelief.Then the man whispered something to her, his voice too low for me to make out. Fiona sniffled, nodding against him before finally pulling away. She wiped her face quickly, composing herself as if nothing had happened.I took that as my cue to leave.I didn’t saw the man’s face because his back was facing me, but the voice…it was familiar, I just can’t point who it was.Turning on my heel, I quietly stepped away, my mind spinning. So, this was what was really going on. Whatever was happening between Fiona a
Breakfast was quiet. Hayden and I sat across from each other, sharing a normal meal like we always did. He had cooked bacon and eggs, and I made toast. The smell of coffee lingered in the air, wrapping the kitchen in its warm aroma. It felt normal, but even if you’re an outsider you could easily tell with one glance that something was wrong. I couldn’t shake the tension tightening around my chest. We didn’t talk about the news.We didn’t talk about Cedric. We just…stopped talking. I’ve always known that growth with your partner is tough, but I didn’t thought it would be to this extent. Probably because I’ve been too accustomed to Hayden being the one who did all the protecting, and now…I have to step up, to support him in all the turmoils he’s facing.I kept looking up from my plate, watching Hayden’s face carefully. He looked calm as he ate his breakfast. Should I ask him?My fingers trembled slightly as I buttered my toast. Then—out of nowhere. The front door slammed open.I jump
The drive back from Cedric’s place felt like walking through fog. I declined his offer when he said he’d drive me back and called myself a cab. My body was in the car, but my mind was somewhere else entirely. Every word he said played on loop in my head—about Cassie, about Hayden, about what supposedly happened. About how Cedric claimed Hayden was the reason she was gone.And worst of all, he sounded like he believed it with every inch of his being. I leaned against the window, staring blankly at the passing streetlights. Should I ask Hayden? Should I tell him what Cedric told me? What if it wasn’t true? What if it was?By the time we reached my place, I hadn’t made a decision. I thanked the cab driver before getting out. The moment I stepped inside the house, I felt something strange. The lights were dim, the television was left on in the living room, and toys were everywhere. A little red truck sat sideways on the armrest of the couch. A stuffed bunny lay on the floor as if Blake
“I tried to keep the family together, but it wasn’t enough. Our parents blamed each other. Eventually, they separated. Fiona... she drifted too. I could never get her back. Not until recently.""You talked to her?" I asked quietly.He nodded. "Yes. She seems happy now. Genuinely happy."There was a small, sad smile on his face before he looked back toward the hallway. "You probably have a lot of questions, don’t you?"I hesitated, but the moment had come. "I do," I admitted. "Why do you dislike Dominic and Hayden so much?"For a moment, his eyes dimmed. He didn’t speak. Instead, he turned and started walking up the stairs. I followed. Not because I trusted him fully, but because I could tell he wasn’t trying to hurt me. I was starting to understand his pain.He opened a room at the end of the hallway, and as soon as I stepped in, I felt it. The scent was faint, but it was there—a mix of lavender and old books. Cedric walked to a tall cabinet and opened it, pulling out an old photo al
I stepped out of the restaurant, feeling drained. The meeting had gone well, but my energy was completely spent. All I wanted was to go home, take off these heels, and maybe sleep for a week. I pulled out my phone and started tapping on the cab app, already thinking of what presents I should take home with me for Blake. But my actions halted when I saw him.I wore a confused look as I approached him, as he leaned against the door of his car. His black car gleamed under the afternoon sun, parked just a few meters away from the restaurant's exit. The moment he saw me looking, his face lit up. He pushed off the car and made his way toward me."Perfect timing," he said with a smile. “I was getting bored. Hop in, I’ll drive you back."I opened my mouth, ready to decline, but before I could say a word, he raised a hand and said, "I know you have questions. A lot of them. And I’m willing to answer all of them."That made me pause. I studied him carefully, unsure of what game he was playing
I was already running a bit behind schedule when I rushed out of the house, tossing my bag into the passenger seat and starting the car. Today’s meeting wasn’t in the city, but somewhere a little more private. Aleo Country Club, a good thirty-minute drive from here.The roads were quiet the deeper I drove. Fewer cars, fewer houses, just long stretches of trees and grasslands. It wasn’t creepy, not really. Just… serene. I even opened my windows to catch the fresh breeze of the morning air.I was halfway there when the car gave a weird jolt. I frowned and tapped the gas, but nothing. “Uhh…what now?” Another jolt. Then the engine sputtered like it was choking. And then — silence.“Seriously?” I muttered, hitting the steering wheel lightly. I tried the ignition again. It coughed, clicked, then died.“Great, just another one of my bad days.” I pulled over to the side, looking around trying to find someone that could help me. However, there was nothing but empty fields and trees. Not even
Later that evening, I parked in front of the house and immediately heard chaos bursting from the living room.I opened the door, and a squeal echoed through the space.Hayden was running after Blake, who was waving a sock triumphantly above his head, giggling like a madman. “Give it back, you little thief!” Hayden laughed, nearly tripping over the coffee table.Blake was fast for someone his size, ducking under furniture, tossing pillows to block Hayden’s path. I had to cover my mouth to stifle a laugh.When I travelled my gaze around the room, in the cone row my eyes, I saw two people standing across the room, standing near the doorway were Uncle Nathaniel and Auntie Elena. Elena spotted me instantly, her face lighting up.“Oh, sweetie, there you are!” she chirped, bustling over to me in her high heels as if they were sneakers. “Are you okay? You look rather tired. Is Hayden treating you right? If he’s not, just say the word, and I’ll set him straight!”I laughed as she cupped my fac
The early morning light slipped through the cracks of the curtains, painting faint gold lines across the bed. I stirred awake, groggily opening my eyes, my body still heavy with sleep. Slowly, I turned to my side and found Hayden beside me, sleeping peacefully, a soft snore escaping his lips.A small, sad smile tugged at my mouth. I brushed a few strands of hair from his forehead and leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss against his temple. He didn’t move, he just let out a deeper sigh before settling again.I slipped out of bed quietly, grabbing my purse and phone before heading out.One of the things Kara had found, one of the things that really got me worried, was that Hayden had regularly visited a mental health clinic years ago. Right after Cassie’s death. The timing wasn’t a coincidence. It couldn’t be. Whether it was guilt, grief, or something worse, I needed to know what demons he was fighting. That’s why I’m going to that clinic to find the details I need. My car rumbled softly
Hayden and I walked in silence toward the parking lot. My hand was still in his, but it felt like there was a glass wall between us.Just as we reached the car, I stopped abruptly, pulling my hand away from his. Hayden immediately turned to me, confusion flashing across his face."Bella? What's wrong?" he asked, his voice low and careful.I didn’t answer right away. I kept my eyes on him, gathering every stray thought running wild in my head. Finally, I found my voice."I’ve been trying to understand everything," I muttered. "You said before that you couldn’t tell me what was bothering you, and I respected that. I really did." I took a step closer to him, needing him to see how much I meant it. "But now... maybe you can at least give me assurance. That what happened inside there—with that Cedric—isn’t something I should be worried about."Hayden’s eyes dropped to the ground. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, looking every bit as tired as I felt."Nothing will happen," he sa
My body tensed slightly, the air growing a little too heavy, and I didn’t know why. Something just didn’t feel right.Cedric turned to me with a glint in his eyes that I couldn’t quite read. I thought this guy was simple, but I guess in this room full of people, the word “simple” wouldn’t sound right after all. “So, Isabella,” he began, his tone light but I could sense he was just pretending. “Are you Hayden’s girlfriend?”The question caught me off guard. My lips parted, but the words didn’t immediately come out.Cedric continued before I could even respond, “You know, my sister and Hayden have a long history.”I blinked at him. “Fiona and Hayden are close?” I asked, trying to steady my voice, even though my chest felt like it was tightening.Cedric chuckled softly, tilted his head, then glanced at Dominic. “Not Dominic, Cassie,” he clarified, enunciating the name clearly. My heart stopped.He turned back to me, still smiling. “I mean, the three of you did have a long history toget